Raetsonwe Redundant and unnecessary.

Konterr Brilliant and touching

ThedevilChoose When a movie has you begging for it to end not even half way through it's pure crap. We've all seen this movie and this characters millions of times, nothing new in it. Don't waste your time.

Candida It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

Uriah43 With school out for the summer, "Sarah" (Debra Blee) has invited a couple of her college friends by the names of "Ginger" (Val Kline) and "Ducky" (Jeana Tomasino) to spend some time with her at the spacious beach house of her uncle named "Carl Purdue" (Adam Roarke). Although Sarah prefers to spend her time with just Ginger and Ducky, both of her friends have other ideas and soon young men and women from all over appear and the party soon gets out of hand. Along with that a notorious drug runner named "Captain Jack" (Paul Richards) just happens to be operating in the area and this has drawn the attention of the Coast Guard led by the strict officer named "Captain Blye" (Herbie Braha). Now rather than reveal any more of this movie I will just say that it deviated quite sharply from the "beach movies" of the past. Instead of the conventional humor and the innocent, romantic drama between scantily clad men and women on a beach which was so prevalent in the films of the 60's, this particular movie attempts to essentially combine its humor with both nudity and drug use. Strangely enough, it wasn't the nudity which caused this film to suffer as much as it was comedy aspect which tended to fall really flat. Throw in a lot of bad acting on the part of just about everyone concerned and there really isn't much in this film to recommend to anyone. For what it's worth though, of the young ladies present I thought both Val Kline and Tessa Richarde (as "Doreen") were easily the most attractive of the bunch and certainly helped brighten the scenery to some extent. Unfortunately, their presence wasn't enough for me to rate this film any higher than I have. Slightly below average.

Leofwine_draca THE BEACH GIRLS is a forgotten slice of exploitation from Crown International Pictures, masquerading as a comedy. The title tells you exactly what to expect: a slimly-plotted yarn involving a number of bikini-clad beach girls who decide to hold a massive party at their beach house. When a huge haul of marijuana washes up on the beach, the scene is set for a whole lot of fun...This is an amiable and forgotten '80s movie that's very much a product of its era. The acting is generally hopeless and the direction worse, and the sole point of the exercise seems to be to show as many naked breasts as possible; you'll soon lose count of the number of times the director shows a woman unstringing her bikini before whipping it off and then jumping into the sea or swimming pool.The supporting characters are a mildly amusing bunch of stiff-lipped coastguards, Peeping Tom gardeners, a random kung fu-fighting chauffeur, and various beefcake for the ladies. Chief actress Debra Blee is actually very pretty and sweet although she undergoes one of those unbelievable transformations from nerd to babe just by losing her sweater, her hair pins, and those massive glasses.

steve13 The only reasons I am putting anything on here about this movie are: First of all, to correct the previous reviewer, Debra Blee does bare her ample breasts, although it is for just a second before her love interest covers them and secondly, just to let you know that Jeana Tomasina was my favorite playmate of all time and she plays her role just as she should.... a hottie that likes to party. The story is pretty standard of this genre...hot girls...great house on the beach... let's have a party, which of course, gets a little bit wild. But, hey, what else would be expected? The topless scene on the boat with Jeana reveals a perfect pair of beauties and makes me a jealous man.

Anthony Beer Think of a snowflake.Beautiful.Unique.The Hand of god almost visible in its fragile yet perfect construction. Now Think of Beach Girls. Now think of the snowflake again. How could you even think of comparing them? By now blood should start to trickle out of your ears while your brain pointlessly tries to comprehend how wrong it was moments ago. Beach girls doesn't just show the hand of god. It is a blue print of how he made the universe with easy to follow instructions. This film is irrefutable evidence in the proof of god so compelling that even Richard Dawkins himself would tear out his own heart and offer it up to our vengeful lord as a penance. On the 7th day god did not rest. He made Beach girls. The Universe and all creation was a warm up.